Chapter 119: The Game That Devours Desires

Wen Xishu read quite a few statements from other players.

Child-Faced Wolf's, Ye Lingfeng's, Tokugawa Dahe's, Tam's.

These people seemed to be deeply trapped in desire, unable to extricate themselves.

Wen Xishu also felt more and more—the devouring had begun.

Everyone was like falling into a living world, starting to get lost slowly.

Tam indeed encountered some trouble.

At the very beginning of the game, it only took six asset points to obtain the hidden class, Overlord.

For Tam, this was so tempting; his desire was to become a hegemon.

In prison, Tam was often bullied, but occasionally he would bully others.

The strong swing their knives at the stronger, and when the weak are bullied, they only look for weaker people to vent.

For a long time, Tam longed to be respected, to have his own power, to have money, status, and beauties.

When he saw the hidden option, his first reaction was that this was simply designed for him!

In this game, I am the chosen one.

So without any hesitation, Tam spent six asset points in the shop to exchange for the class of Overlord.

He didn't think at all about why a zombie apocalypse game would have this class whose style was obviously different from other classes.

Tam soon had a group of underlings, the followers he had dreamed of but couldn't get, now suddenly had them.

The Overlord even had his own starting territory. The underlings were all vigorous and strong, simply not too strong, and seeing zombies, they were more excited than zombies seeing humans.

But soon, Tam discovered that his weapon was broken.

How can there be no gun? In this world where monsters are rampant, the underlings around him couldn't possibly serve someone without a weapon.

An Overlord must have a gun, a weapon that can deter others.

So at this time, a prompt appeared.

【Great Overlord, owner of a hidden class, you only need to spend 30 asset points, and you can have a Desert Eagle with infinite ammo, with huge power. All underlings will have to fear your weapon, and when you hold it, you are the King of Wind City!】

30 asset points, this is not a small amount. When he wanted to exchange, he found he didn't have 30 asset points at all.

Tam's asset value was six points, which he had obtained from exploring the Slaughter Tower before.

After exploring the Slaughter Tower hard for a few times, Tam only obtained a value assessment of "12 asset points."

At the beginning of the game, Tam had already thoroughly enjoyed the pleasure of being an Overlord; it was simply not too refreshing, commanding underlings to charge and fight, I want to bully whoever I want, beat whoever I want, and even the dogs on the side of the road had to howl twice before they could leave when they saw me.

But now, the game had only started for a little while, he had just gotten addicted, and a crisis appeared.

【If there is no weapon, you will lose your current status. You can choose a class again, good luck.】

Actually, from this moment on, the "game" gave Tam a second chance.

But Tam didn't catch this chance. Tam shouted at the void:

"Didn't you say everything can be quantified! Is there really nothing on me that can exchange for 24 points of assets!"

After saying this, Tam actually received a response. Perhaps it was a reward for Tam, who actually interpreted the mission and thought about the mission description.

In Tam's eyes, a new prompt appeared.

【Are you willing to exchange five years of life for 200 asset points? Of course, if you have an outstanding performance in the game and defeat powerful enemies, you can also withdraw asset value. Minimum withdrawal amount: 500.】

Five years? 200?

Tam felt that his life was still long, and this game could also earn asset value, so he almost didn't hesitate and chose to exchange directly.

At this moment, Tam's asset value became 206 points.

Tam paid for a weapon with infinite ammo happily, even so, Tam could still have 176 points.

But next, in the process of competing for power, relying on this pistol, he took down several territories, and the underlings underneath also had a temporary shelter.

And there were beauties throwing themselves into his arms. In a sense, Tam was living much better than Wen Xishu on the other side of Wind City.

But everything brought by pay-to-win also needs more pay-to-win to maintain.

Tam enjoyed the admiration of women and the support of underlings, and soon a bigger crisis appeared.

A sniper actually appeared on the opposite side. Tam's territory was attacked by a sniper holding military weapons. The other party's firepower was abnormally fierce, almost armed to the teeth.

Tam had no choice but to pay for a rocket launcher.

He proudly showed off in the chat interface that he already had large-scale weapons like rocket launchers.

Tam defeated the enemy again.

But next, mutated zombies started to besiege Tam, and more beautiful women were waiting for Tam to rescue them.

Stronger underlings, fiercer enemies, more exquisite and luxurious residences...

Everything was waiting for Tam to conquer, to obtain, to plunder!

Tam's asset value was soon not enough. 128 asset value could exchange for an armed helicopter, and 648 asset value could exchange for ten draws of top-quality equipment.

Tam's asset value was insufficient. This time he almost didn't hesitate and directly applied to sacrifice his life again.

But unfortunately, Tam's life application was rejected. It wasn't that Tam's life wasn't enough for how many years; the response Tam got was this:

【The value of your life has decreased.】

This is actually another reminder from the game: if you follow the game's rhythm, then you and everything you get are constantly depreciating.

On one hand, the game is reminding you appropriately, but on the other hand, the game is constantly devouring Tam.

The beauty was simply like the white moonlight Tam encountered on the third floor of the bunker many years ago, completely tailored to Tam's favorite points.

Could Tam not pay to win?

The underlings also expressed their willingness to fight to the death, indicating their willingness to become the emperor of Wind City for Tam and attack the fortress full of monsters and strong enemies.

Could Tam not pay to win?

He finally started to pay to win big, sacrificing his luck, potential, life, in short, everything that could be paid to win.

"As long as I become the emperor of Wind City, I can take back everything I lost."

Tam started to pay to win.

The game also accepted Tam's sacrifice and exchange.

At this moment, Tam became a true hegemon, and his strength started to crush the enemy. After paying to win, -9999 damage appeared on the heads of all zombies.

The underlings were also loyal, each and every one of them brave and good at fighting. The beauties he had conquered also indicated their willingness to be younger sisters; a man like Tam should have a harem and should have three wives and four concubines.

After paying to win, at least in terms of being refreshed, Tam was truly refreshed.

Tam also finally became the emperor of Wind City. Logically speaking...

He should be the savior; he was already invincible.

But at this time, a mission appeared.

【Enemies from outside the sky, forces from Water City and Fire City, have set their sights on you. They want to eliminate you and take away everything you have.】

Tam's heart skipped a beat.

This... how did this game open a new map again?

At this time, Tam hadn't realized that his game content, besides wearing the skin of an "apocalyptic zombie," had already completely gone off track.

Waiting for Tam were still only two choices.

Accept failure, return to the time when you had nothing, and then restart the game.

Of course, after restarting, you will lose the "fate," "potential," and "life" paid during trading.

Or, you can think of a way to pay more to win, defeat the enemy, and become a larger-scale "emperor."

Tam actually vaguely sensed that something was wrong, but he couldn't get off.

Not long after, Tam started to ask for help.

It was also at this time that Wen Xishu and others received the message sent by Tam:

【Tam: Who among you has asset value, lend me some! This 6480 asset value pack, if I pay to win, I will be the savior! I have bet all my assets, and when I go back, I will pay you back! I am about to conquer this world!】

No one responded.

Because no one had extra asset value.

Wen Xishu didn't have the ability to pay to win at all. And others who had it were either extremely cautious or had fallen into the same situation as Tam.

Child-Faced Wolf and the overbearing president Ye Lingfeng were the same.

Both were also addicted to the roles they played, one becoming an apocalyptic merchant, dreaming of unifying the apocalyptic business world.

Fantasizing about being able to build an apocalyptic business capital step by step.

In this process, Ye Lingfeng truly realized his value, relying on pay-to-win to bring more and more commodity transportation rights and trading rights.

But he also constantly fell into various predicaments; if he didn't pay to win, he would lose everything and have nothing.

In his mind, those business wars that fit his stereotypes broke out repeatedly.

When it came time to pay for the 648 asset value gift pack, Ye Lingfeng also started to exchange everything he had.

Child-Faced Wolf didn't fare any better. He was an urban soldier king, and his game experience was playing a person who knew the "martial arts world" that ordinary people didn't know.

He wanted to pursue martial arts, seek true invincibility, and he liked the feeling of being lonely and self-admiring, everyone is drunk while I am sober.

Always making some remarks, similar to I have seen through everything, I have mastered everything, shaping his own awesomeness. In fact, he was afraid of loneliness and just longed to be noticed.

The "game" that deeply understood his desires started to shape the subsequent plot in the way he liked.

Child-Faced Wolf started to guard this city, secretly defeating various people who tried to destroy the city.

At the same time, he would arrange for a very small number of people to constantly praise him to satisfy his vanity.

Although Wen Xishu hoped that these two living treasures could survive...

But Wen Xishu just felt that these two were just a joke. Whether they could survive wasn't up to him.

He knew one thing very clearly: this is the Mysterious Tower, and no matter what way you receive your lunch box here, no matter how different the style of the person is, it is normal.

At this very moment, Child-Faced Wolf and Ye Lingfeng hadn't reached the final step yet.

But Tam had already started his final, desperate gamble.

【Are you willing to use everything you have to obtain the final resources? You can possess power far beyond before, your underlings will become incomparably loyal, there are women who understand your heart better, and more luxurious territories from Water City, Fire City, Thunder City, and Earth City waiting for you to conquer.】

【We will lend you 100,000 asset points. You can squander them at will. As long as you are willing, you can complete the contract now.】

The strange game started to devour the first person lost in desire.

These two prompts were just like all loan advertisements; they would tell you that loans are easy, relaxed, and the software for repayment is also very convenient.

It wouldn't show whether you could plan your money seriously after suddenly becoming rich, and what you would lose when you couldn't repay.

Tam also couldn't realize these at all. He just thought of 100,000 asset points.

"6480 asset points can make me the emperor of Wind City, then 100,000... I am the master of the world!"

Tam's message asking to borrow asset points didn't get any response.

But this prompt to lend 100,000 asset points made him instantly find confidence.

【Tam: You trash, as long as I am here, you can't be the savior. How many divisions does the savior have? I am already the emperor of Wind City, you will regret your coldness.】

Tam accepted the trade.

It was also at this moment that Wen Xishu, Child-Faced Wolf, Ye Lingfeng, the blind man, Tokugawa Dahe, Kate, Zhang Hai, everyone suddenly received a prompt.

The avatar belonging to "Overlord Tam" had dimmed.

【Game update: In the north of Wind City, large-scale zombies and nests have appeared. Zombie leader evolution level: Baron. The leader holds weapons and possesses powerful firepower. Danger level: Ten skulls.】

Others didn't know what had happened. But they guessed that Tam's avatar became dim, perhaps Tam was dead?

Wen Xishu didn't think that Tam, who made such arrogant remarks, would die immediately.

At this point in time, Wen Xishu was preparing to trigger the next mission.

But after receiving the prompt that Tam was offline and the game was updated, Wen Xishu suddenly had a feeling that the two were related.

"This game wouldn't be... turning Tam into a zombie, right?"

"Baron, it seems to be a zombie with a high degree of evolution. Holding weapons, possessing strong firepower... I remember Tam was still showing off before that he used 98 asset points to exchange for a rocket launcher..."

The more Wen Xishu thought, the more frightened he became.

Although in a sense, if these people died, their assets would become his own.

But Wen Xishu wasn't sure how this kind of death should be calculated.

"This game, wouldn't it be able to devour bunker players into a part of the game?"

If they had already become a part of the game, then would these people still have assets after death?

In the Violet Garden residential area, Wen Xishu in the villa didn't immediately start the mission, but touched his chin and started thinking about the game's situation.

"The Four Evils of the Crazy Dice can let my teammates die... and I receive their Three Towers property. This property naturally includes Three Towers attributes, sequences, items, etc."

"But Tam's death, if it is related to the prompt of the Baron's appearance. Then can I assume that Tam sold himself to the game to exchange for asset value and became a part of the game?"

"In this way, Tam's asset value is equivalent to having been eaten clean by the game."

"Then if Tam dies, I should get nothing."

Wen Xishu's idea was that it's fine for you guys to die, after all, I have the Four Evils, and your death is good for me. I'd rather not kill you with my own hands, but let you die in the game yourself.

So this game, except for the blind man who wanted to seek death at the beginning, Wen Xishu didn't intend to save anyone.

The blind man was just saved symbolically, thinking in his heart that the blind man would eventually die anyway.

This was Wen Xishu's idea.

But now, he realized that something was wrong with the game.

"This game is like a predator. But anyone who pays to win is very easy to immerse themselves in their own fantasies. Then slowly be sucked dry and reduced to a part of the game."

"I don't care about their life or death, but since they are going to die anyway... why can't they die in a way that is valuable to me?"

Thinking of this, Wen Xishu decided to say some of his own views.

【Wen Xishu: Everyone, Tam has become a part of the game.】

【Ye Lingfeng: What are you talking about? Isn't he bitten to death by zombies?】

【Child-Faced Wolf: I will always know more than you, but you can continue.】

【Zhang Hai: Brother Wen Xun, tell us, what mission are you doing now?】

【Kate: What do you mean? What do you mean by a part of the game?】

Wen Xishu then said what he had just guessed.

Although he didn't know what Tam had experienced, Wen Xishu could make up stories.

He deduced the process of Tam constantly becoming stronger, the threshold of pleasure increasing, the sunk cost increasing, and finally Tam setting himself up, step by step, based on Tam's statements.

【Wen Xishu: That's about it. So if you are in some kind of choice, I suggest it's best not to easily use asset value. According to my experience in the Mysterious Tower, the biggest feature of the Mysterious Tower is strangeness.

All rules are like living things. This game is the same. I don't know if your game is still in the previous direction, but for me, it is still apocalyptic survival.】

Others were silent.

Child-Faced Wolf and Ye Lingfeng sneered at Wen Xishu's answer.

【Ye Lingfeng: I am now a regional general agent, and the goods in my warehouse are all real and exist.】

【Ye Lingfeng: The water I drink can reduce thirst, the things I eat can reduce hunger, and I have various entertainment products that can regulate mood. You tell me this is fake? This is used by the game to devour me? You don't understand business at all.】

【Child-Faced Wolf: You think you are on the fifth floor, but you don't know I am in the atmosphere. You only see the surface, but don't know what I am carrying.】

Wen Xishu discovered that people are indeed fickle. He had hoped that these two living treasures could survive at first.

But now Wen Xishu felt, do whatever you want.

However, among this group of people, there were also those who surprised Wen Xishu greatly.

【Zhang Hai: To be ashamed, after paying 30 asset points, I never paid again. Money is hard to earn, shit is hard to eat. I think the things these 30 asset points brought me are already very good. I am also fighting zombies, I am already in a shelter, and there are always pay-to-win missions asking me to conquer the shelter. But I refused them all. Brother Wen, I think you are right!】

Wen Xishu really didn't expect that fitness coach Zhang Hai was someone who defeated desire.

He felt it was incredible. The game was reading everyone's data from the beginning.

Although he didn't know why he didn't have assets and couldn't pay to win, the results read out from others currently seemed quite accurate.

Whether it was Tam who liked to be the boss, Ye Lingfeng who liked to be a rich man, or Child-Faced Wolf who liked to be a lone wolf.

【Zhang Hai: On my side, there are always prompts popping up, asking me to use power to conquer this place, but I actually... just want to find a place to lie flat, mix for seven days, and then return to the bunker to claim merit points.】

【Kate: About the same, I paid even less than Zhang Hai, I only did the first recharge of six yuan. I became a porter just to save money, I came to the Mysterious Tower just to earn money, but the Mysterious Tower doesn't let me earn money, and even asks me to spend money, what kind of logic is that.】

Originally, Wen Xishu was still thinking about what reason made the "game" actually judge incorrectly. But based on Kate's statement, he seemed to understand a little bit why Kate and Zhang Hai could "escape unscathed."

Both had other desires, and the game did indeed read the desires of the two.

But Zhang Hai and Kate were both people who had been beaten by life. You can let me satisfy various dreams in the game, and I don't mind paying for a membership to get a hidden class, after all, if this game isn't completed, it will cost me my life.

But you are endless, constantly asking me to pay to win, eating my savings, what do you mean?

No money, just one life. Love to die or not, anyway, you die the same without money.

The obsession of a working person with money actually surpassed the game's deep scanning of desire.

Do Zhang Hai and Kate have ideals and dreams? Do they have those low-class or high-class wishes?

Yes. But after being beaten by life, they don't talk about these anymore. Money is the most important thing.

Thinking of this, Wen Xishu suddenly felt that this game was quite interesting.

People who are willing to spend money might die in the game and be reduced to a part of the game.

But people who are unwilling to spend money can instead gradually return to the true meaning of the game.

【Wen Xishu: Good luck to you, you did a great job. I hope you can successfully live until the end of the game.】

Wen Xishu said it from the bottom of his heart. He really didn't expect that Zhang Hai and Kate had maintained their original intentions. Sure enough, poverty itself is much more terrible than not being strong enough in the game.

Wen Xishu now only had one question, and that was which of the overbearing president and the middle-school boy would die first, or rather, be reduced to a part of the game.

Violet Garden, inside the villa.

Wen Xishu opened the prelude to the next mission in the lounge on the second floor.

A villa with good food, drink, and housing is always short-lived; the game is always waiting for players to advance.

After Duan Donghuo's radio station was set up, no news was received, but as soon as Wen Xishu approached, the news came.

"Friends in Wind City, we have detected a huge zombie tide approaching from the north, including giant zombies, radiation zombies, and witch zombies! Their numbers are unimaginable, and they seem to have consciousness, approaching Wind City."

"No matter how much confidence you have in your residence! We suggest you hurry to the shelter. In the shelter, we have militarized defensive capabilities! The apocalypse is not terrible, let all humans unite!"

"If you are still troubled by supplies, still living a life of precariousness... please go to the shelter, the shelter location is at..."

Next was the detailed location of the shelter. Wen Xishu discovered that his compass was also rotating at this time.

"Whether the information about the zombie tide attack is true or not, this news really came in time."

"As a game player, after successfully accepting two missions and completing two missions, you have probably already known the style of this game."

"The shelter is likely hiding greater evil. This is also the eternal theme of all apocalyptic survival games and movies—people are more terrifying than zombies."

"I don't know if there can be any new tricks this time."

Wen Xishu started packing his luggage. He didn't store too many supplies because he couldn't take much away.

Wen Xishu just looted the bullets in the house and set off with a pistol.

On the way to the shelter, Wen Xishu didn't hide his strength.

He tested the power of the Ultimate Kick combined with the Murderous Football. When the Ultimate Kick was activated and kicked on the Murderous Football, the power of the Murderous Football was enough to easily penetrate a concrete load-bearing wall.

Wen Xishu was very satisfied with this result. All fear comes from insufficient firepower. With the Ultimate Kick and the Murderous Football, he was confident in facing the Witch.

Along the way, Wen Xishu killed quite a few zombies. Because he possessed the ability to sense zombies, and his shooting and fighting skills had improved, Wen Xishu was always able to accurately find favorable positions.

The shelter was in the city center. It could be said to be the core of the core area. In the city center of Wind City, there was an air fortress. The fortress was built on a 70-story building.

This building, originally named Golden Building, was a landmark building in the game's setting history.

Before the apocalypse arrived, there were the most luxurious hotels and various entertainment venues in this building, and many internet celebrities liked to take photos and check in here.

All the decorations here were filled with two words—upper class.

It is said that a mysterious rich man bought the whole building a few months before the apocalypse arrived and carried out militarized transformation on the top few floors of the building.

Now it seems that this rich man is simply like a reborn person.

This information came from Wen Xishu's friend—the blind man.

The war correspondent blind man, after crying side by side with the Witch for a long time, seemed to have vented his emotions, thinking that since he couldn't die, he would give Wen Xishu some news.

Wen Xishu's true thoughts were only known to Wen Xishu himself.

But Wen Xishu's actions, in the eyes of the blind man, were indeed saving everyone.

【Blind Man: What is your mission now, Wen Xishu.】

【Wen Xishu: Head to the air shelter in the city center, do you have any clues about this place?】

So the blind man told the situation of this place.

The blind man also made some of his own guesses and additions.

【Blind Man: The advantage of a war correspondent is that I knew this place from the beginning, but I think this place might not be as good as imagined.】

【Wen Xishu: Don't worry, I have a count. By the way, have you figured it out?】

What Wen Xishu asked was actually whether the blind man had regained the desire to survive.

But the blind man didn't answer.

At this time, the blind man's experience was also quite interesting, but let's put it aside for now.

At this time, Child-Faced Wolf and Ye Lingfeng were immersed in their own worlds. And the blind man, Zhang Hai, and Kate had all observed carefully, especially Zhang Hai.

He asked about the Wen Xishu ID thing at that time.

His first reaction was naturally disbelief, thinking it was another imitator. But what was different from the past was... you could see the name as soon as you chatted.

Wen Xishu's speech just now also allowed several people to see Wen Xishu's name frequently.

Zhang Hai was certain he hadn't read it wrong; this was Wen Xishu. It was exactly the same as the owner's name he saw in the overturned boat hut on the second floor.

This point, actually the blind man and Kate also discovered.

However, interestingly, none of the three made it public, and all three pretended they didn't recognize it.

The blind man didn't care; he was a person who was going to die, so it didn't matter if you were a bunker legend or a bunker pawn, it wouldn't change the fact that I was going to die.

Zhang Hai felt that nothing had to be forced; as long as you performed well enough, the big shots would naturally be willing to bring you along.

He became a fitness coach because he didn't like licking big shots, so his performance was always poor.

Kate was about the same; his life was the most bitter among everyone, and he gradually developed a personality of not relying on others.

In short, the three remained silent. However, Zhang Hai and Kate both understood one point, and that was that the words spoken by Wen Xishu must be remembered carefully; this was very likely the key to clearing the level.

So no matter how tempting the pay-to-win items were, absolutely do not pay to win! Don't be like Tam and be reduced to a part of the game.

On Wen Xishu's side, after understanding part of the game background, he started climbing the Golden Building.

The Golden Building was worthy of being the most luxurious building, and the floor area of each floor was quite huge.

Each floor was also full of danger, with a large number of zombies occupying the floor. This building was also a rare seven-skull building.

In the 70 floors, except for the top few floors which had strong defenses, the lower 60-plus floors were all packed with zombies.

The number of zombies was more than ten times that of the previous Violet Garden.

Wen Xishu kept killing zombies all the way.

After killing 30 zombies, Wen Xishu finally passed all the pre-plot of the mission and triggered the real mission.

【Please choose the mission you want to accept.】

【Mission 1: Fight for Freedom.】

【Mission 2: Turn the Host into the Guest.】

Wen Xishu was no stranger to this crude selection system. This time, the game gave Wen Xishu 15 seconds of selection time, which also gave Wen Xishu enough time to think.

"Slave of freedom... let me guess what is in this building."

"Generally speaking, when the game reaches the third mission, it can't be a human test without plot advancement anymore, it should involve the main mission, right?"

"According to the information the blind man gave me, this place was transformed into a militarized defense stronghold three months before the apocalypse arrived."

"This is indeed something a time-traveler could do, but there shouldn't be such a time-traveler setting in the game, otherwise the savior candidate wouldn't be given to the player."

"And this mission is likely related to the invitation letter, and the theme of the game is to create a savior. A savior will naturally save the world... saving the world will likely not be killing all zombies, that project volume is too huge."

"And the owner of this building, did he know that the apocalypse would arrive very early, so he specially built a shelter?"

Wen Xishu seemed to have some answers in his heart. He chose Mission 2 this time—Turn the Host into the Guest.

"I don't know if there is a 'Wind City' in the real world, and what the impact of this game on reality is."

After making the choice, Wen Xishu had a very special experience.

His body started to be out of control, automatically killing zombies.

During this process, Wen Xishu's movements became unusually handsome, like the protagonist of an action movie. He knocked down a group of zombies with a sweep, then continuously stabbed with the dagger, accurately piercing the zombies' heads.

His movements were fast and ruthless, and possessed ornamental value, relying on powerful, efficient, and silent killing—

Wen Xishu actually killed all the zombies in a short time, and didn't attract other zombies.

This is very unreasonable. But everything happened so naturally.

At the same time, Wen Xishu discovered that several drones appeared outside the broken floor-to-ceiling windows of the Golden Building.

They aimed at Wen Xishu and shot more than ten arrows. Wen Xishu dodged most of the arrows, but was still shot in the shoulder by an arrow.

At this moment, Wen Xishu's eyes started to blur.

"Damn! This game even has forced CG performances."

From the moment his body lost control, Wen Xishu guessed—the plot kill is coming.

He made a choice and triggered a certain plot CG. The beautiful killing movements just now were all CG pictures.

Generally speaking, after this CG performance is played, he will suddenly enter the next stage.

Woke up.

Wen Xishu didn't guess wrong.

When he opened his eyes, he had already appeared on the 64th floor of the Golden Building.

This was a very empty room. There was only a toilet and a bed in the room, as well as a mirror and a chair. Apart from this, there were no other facilities in this house.

The walls of the room were incomparably white and smooth, as if made of white jade.

"Sure enough, the forced plot made me caught. That's great, reduced to a prisoner."

Although still a bit confused, Wen Xishu had quickly figured out his situation.

After being shot by the drone, he was reduced to a prisoner.

At the same time, all of Wen Xishu's scene items—steel pipes, daggers, food in the backpack, pistol bullets—all disappeared.

He had changed into a set of clean clothes, like an experimental suit.

And what made

When looking in the mirror, a note appeared in Wen Xishu's eyes.

【Item Name: Obedient Zombie.】

【Item Description: If you are not obedient, you will—booooooom~】

Seeing this, Wen Xishu understood almost everything.

"An obedient zombie... but I am not a zombie, and zombies cannot possibly be obedient."

"And the title of the first mission is called Fight for Freedom. I seem to understand now. The twisted hobbies of the rich are truly terrifying."

Wen Xishu already knew what the Golden Building was actually for.

At this moment, the door to the room he was in suddenly opened.

"Hello, great warrior, welcome to the Golden Building. We are your makeup artists." The one speaking was a man in his early thirties, not tall, wearing a handlebar mustache, and also wearing a collar around his neck.

However, the other party's clothes were a normal suit, his expression carried a smile, and behind him were two female assistants.

One of the female assistants was carrying a suitcase, which contained many sets of clothes.

And another female assistant was holding a large makeup case.

Wen Xishu said very kindly:

"Please come in. You are here to make me up as a zombie, right? Welcome, welcome."

This attitude completely baffled the makeup artist.

Although he was also friendly, that was what the boss required; it was just that the other party's reaction truly surprised him.

Among the many "zombies" in the Golden Building, the attitude of the one before him was the best.

Other people who were dragged in usually became very manic at this time, sometimes even beating him, and immediately after, the people dragged in would be punished by their collars.

The collar could release an electric current and, at the same time, could also explode directly.

In short, generally speaking, newcomers would be shocked by the collar a few times before they became obedient. Even if they became obedient, they wouldn't be able to hide that resentment.

Honestly, this was the first time the makeup artist had seen one like today's.

Wen Xishu had already sat down in the chair, sitting very upright.

"I noticed that your assistant brought a suitcase; I presume there are clothes inside?"

"Can I choose my own clothing combination?"

"Of course, since I have already chosen my own clothing combination, then I must also be able to make up a story for myself, right?"

"You know, for us fake zombies, we have to have a bit of our own gimmick."

Everything you said is the damn script I was supposed to say...

The makeup artist remained stunned; what was wrong with today's newcomer?

Generally speaking, the makeup artist would apply makeup to the person dragged in and tell them, "You can choose a set of clothing and make up a past for yourself."

For example, if you chose a police uniform, you could fabricate that you were once a police elite from some small town or something. The more legendary you made it, the more people would place bets on you.

There were also those who chose a gold championship belt, making people think that before becoming a zombie, they were some professional fighting tournament champion or something.

The makeup artist stepped back out and glanced at the room number. That's right... this room was for a newcomer, he hadn't gone to the wrong one.

But how did it feel like the "cricket" in the room had been here for a long time?

Wen Xishu, and even all the NPCs in the same situation, were actually "crickets."

Things like cricket fighting were not only found in ancient times; even in Wen Xishu's past life, there were a bunch of electronic cricket fights, and often the comment sections would have all sorts of people who couldn't handle losing, citing classics and arguing about unreasonable combat power.

Now, Wen Xishu was very clear that his situation was that of the "cricket."

He would be made up to look like a zombie and duel with real zombies to provide amusement for those wealthy people.

Wen Xishu had also roughly guessed that once this mission was completed, he would be able to follow the clues and find the real reason for the zombie apocalypse from the mouths of the wealthy.

Honestly, he thought it was quite interesting; he had seen living people and zombies put together to fight.

But deliberately dressing living people as zombies to duel with zombies—this surely wasn't just formalism of changing a layer of skin.

Wen Xishu urged:

"Hurry and come in, let's save time. Or does the procedure require me to resist first?"

"Also, I like a softer makeup. I hope the zombie makeup can add a bit of ferocity to me, but at the same time, it can retain my handsomeness."

"I think someone as professional as you will surely have no problem, right?"

The makeup artist nodded, a bit worried about the mental state of this newcomer.

The cricket adapted too quickly, which instead made him, the makeup artist, feel unadapted.

(End of chapter)